I'm a bit on edge lately. I'm not usually like this yet know that during pregnancy I can get a bit...testy.
So on Friday morning when I went to a moms group and was asked for the 18th time when my u/s is and told for the 18th time what I am having AND told for the 18th time that I won't be able to wait and oh surely you want to know and how it's better to find out (from moms who've never waited so how can they know it's better?!), I was a bit miffed. I handled myself well, though, and just ate more brownies so I couldn't respond as my mouth was full.
So that was Friday. Today (Sat.) I went to Goodwill and hit the mother lode for maternity shirts (yeah!) but as I was filling my cart a pg woman came and stood right by me looking at shoes, talking on her cell phone (right there I felt my annoyance building...hang up the stupid phone and shop already, people!) and talking
loudly (as in "I want everyone to hear my conversation because I'm the only one who matters" kind of loud). I started to flip through the clothes a bit more aggressively. By the time she walked away I was throwing clothes into my cart and I almost broke a hanger, I was so annoyed! Her conversation in a nutshell was that she was going in on Wednesday to be induced because baby is full term at 37 weeks and since she was 38 weeks she is anxious to meet the baby so in she'll go at 6am at which point the doctor will break her water and start pit.
The point at which I grabbed my cart and held on so that I wouldn't grab her phone, turn it off and shake her silly was when she said, "This being my first, things should go smoothly."
My tongue is blistered from biting it. Tomorrow I get to go to church where the woman who says I eat too much is and others who will tell me how things are during pregnancy and what having a new baby is like will add to my lovely emotions.
Sometimes I wish I could just let loose, tell women that no, they do NOT know what I'm having unless God found them suitable as His replacement and yes, I WILL be fine with waiting and I DO think it better (for me) to not find out. Or to provide the nitnoid in Goodwill with the suggestion that maybe, just maybe, she shouldn't be so ignorant and should educate herself before doing that to her body? Or take a huge donut and shove it in my mouth right in front of the crochety old woman who watches my every move. Or respond with, "No, REALLY??? I didn't know anything about being pg or having a new baby!" to those who think I know nothing.
OK...rant over.
Here's my pity party:
Feel free to copy and paste as a response, lol.
On a positive note, the $700 error on my tax refund was in our favor so I bought the Sunshine Radian carseat I've wanted, paid less than $25 for 2 pants, 1 skirt and 5 shirts at Goodwill, and found out tonight that I can still dance the Irish jig...in 2" heels, no less! So there are good things, thankfully.